For a long time, such a long time,

invisibility has ironed out the creases 

in my soul, 

so I can hide,

so I can decide

if I want to be seen.

I was always hiding.

But now invisibility hides me 

even from myself. 

It imagines my future

as it has distorted my past, 

separated me from my history.

But I cannot abandon it now, 

since I no longer know who 

I am.

If I could make 

a new person

to fit this moment,

a new me for the now. 

Maybe then for a short time,

I could step inside,

find myself and

no longer need invisibility.


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